1939

You told me about how they killed
In the prisons of forgetfulness and horror
With hope executed
Written in tears of fire

You left in long columns
On the paths of cold and pain
Legs and hearts full of wounds
That year nineteen thirty-nine

Memory is reborn
Consciousness is reborn
Hope is reborn
Victory is reborn

You spoke to me of the long exile
In the prisons of your memory
With longing defeated
Written in tears of fire

You returned with a weathered face
Without renunciations or regrets
With the wound in your gaze
From that year nineteen thirty-nine

Memory is reborn
Consciousness is reborn
Hope is reborn
Victory is reborn